The 2-Minute Verdict

The Two-Minute Verdict

Hot Tub Time Machine Delivers Us, Coke-Flecked And Pruned, Back To 1986

hot_tub_2mv_top.jpgSure, the other Movieline guys might be busy at Comic-Con with realish-looking, 10-foot CGI aliens, lycanthrope six-packs, and, um, Jonah Hill doing some spray-paint-assisted Street Fighter promotion. But I can argue that I’m having much more fun here at home, safely 125 miles away from the teeming, shower-impaired masses in San Diego (I know, I know, harping on the smell at Comic-Con is cliche, but: this), because I was sitting by my computer when the red-band trailer for Hot Tub Time Machine, the much-anticipated John Cusack vehicle that does not involve a battleship being tossed at his Apocalypse-fleeing family, was posted this morning. And that trailer will now serve as the subject of our latest installment of the Two-Minute Verdict.

Before we begin, a disclosure: Am I utterly in the tank for a movie about a time-bending Jacuzzi that stars Cusack, Rob Corrdry, and Craig Robinson, and which has the self-awareness to be called Hot Tub Time Machine, rather than something like Whirlpool: 1986 or a hackneyed reference to a some lyric from a one-hit-wonder from the 1980s? Yes, yes I am. I am constitutionally predisposed to be excited for this trailer, even if it had consisted of nothing besides the film’s logo followed by a succession of title cards reading: “John Cusack.” “Gets Into A Hot Tub That Goes Back In Time” “With Some Other Dudes You Like” “February 2010.” Indeed, I can be very easy to please.

But, thrillingly, we get much more than that. So much more.

We get an ominous opening montage name-checking historical geniuses whose pioneering work in (admittedly inferior) pre-time-traveling-hot-tub intellectual disciplines will prepare us for what is to come: Nostradamus, Galileo, Einstein.

We get a stunned voiceover expressing the sentiment that our still-comprehending brains wish to deliver to our mouths, but can’t, because our vocal chords are paralyzed with awe: “HO-LEE shit.”

We get our first glance at the bubbling cauldron that will melt our protagonists into its agitated, well-chlorinated waters, wash them away them through the space-time continuum like so much unwanted bodily fluid through a spa filter, and then reconstitute them in the past wholly intact, if somewhat pruney.

We get Cusack poo-pooing Craig Robinson’s theory that the hot tub that has transported them back in time might, in fact, be “some kind of…hot tub time machine!”

We get a lively, if brief, debate about the possibility of time travel.

And then we get Robinson’s face caked in enough cocaine to make the septum of a Hollywood producer sympathetically disintegrate, eliciting the kind of motormouth rant fully comprehensible only to those who have also recently dipped their heads into punch bowls brimming with blow.

Oh, yes, I am in the tank. Or in the hot tub, as it were, because “tank” is so close to “hot tub” that to ignore it at this point would just be silly.

VERDICT: Dear MGM: Please move up the release date to, hmmm, let’s say next week? OK, terrific. See you then!

Hot Tub Time Machine Red Band Trailer [TrailerSpy]

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The "Hot Tub Time Machine Theme" with lyrics like "Yeah your shirt's a little psychedelic/And you're lookin kinda like Tom Selleck" and "Want blow? All you gotta do is yell" better remain.

This will either be the most brilliant movie ever made or will cause John Cusack to burst into a flames at the first screening.

I am so in for this.

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